has become a demon

Chapter 22

Seeing Xie Taichu's black face, Zhang Yiqian felt his heart ache. He put his hips on his hips and sneered, "You must have been exposed by me. Hmph, you bluffing Taoist priests! Come, let me put him—"

Before he finished speaking, his master ran in panting.

"Master! General!" Master grabbed his arm.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Yiqian was angry, "Didn't you see that I'm here to catch a pig thief?!"

"You, you listen to me..." The master glanced at Xie Taichu, and tremblingly whispered something in his ear.Zhang Yiqian was suspicious.

"Really?"

"real."

Zhang Yiqian pushed Xie Taichu away, walked to the side of the water tank, bent down and fished out the jade tablet from the water tank, and said simply: "Let's go!"

The next two guards didn't know why, so they followed Zhang Yiqian and the master and withdrew.

"My lord." Xie Taichu called him.

"Ok?"

"The jade card itself is really worthless, but adults can use this jade card to enter Baozhai in Ningxia Town in exchange for 50 taels of Wenyin."

"Jinbaozhai? That big firm that does business outside the customs?"

"Exactly."

Zhang Yiqian was even more puzzled. Without saying a word, he hurried out with a few people. After walking for a long time, he stopped and looked at the jade token in his hand.

"Is this thing really a token of Qingxing Pavilion?" He asked the master.

"Yeah! I thought it looked familiar before, the Big Dipper on it, it's very mysterious! Suddenly I remembered it!" said the master, "Didn't he also see it for us when we went to pay respects to Eunuch Jin's mansion last time? His Highness Prince Ning... No, he said that His Royal Highness is the Son of Destiny who was counted by Qingxing Pavilion, and even took out the sign of Qingxing Pavilion to see. You forgot?"

Zhang Yiqian's mind went blank.

Jin Wu, the eunuch of the supervising army, heard that he is the direct descendant of Shu Liang, a celebrity who is close to King Ning in the capital.

Every time I go to Jinwu's mansion to say hello, I just go with other officials.

Say a few auspicious words, show your loyalty to King Ning, and you can get a lot of money for yourself. How can you remember these stupid things.As for who fights with whom in Shuntian Mansion, who gets to the high position, who becomes the emperor... these ethereal power changes are really not as real as the dozens of taels of silver in the pocket.

Thinking of this, he sneered.

"What the hell is Qingxing Pavilion and Qingyue Pavilion, it's true that I stole my pork. Didn't he say that he can exchange it for money? This rubbish, like you, send someone to take it to Jinbaozhai in Ningxia Town to exchange for silver. Can't exchange it Silver, it won't be too late for me to cut him off."

What Zhang Yiqian said is difficult for ordinary people to hear, but Xie Taichu heard it clearly.

He put away the long sword with a blank expression, picked up a few minks from the stone slab at the door, hung them on the hemp rope outside the warehouse, and took out the mink skins to dry.

"That little girl's name is Di Ying. Grandpa Di Bianping is a herdsman of Yuanma Temple. He serves as the deputy supervisor. He is in charge of matters such as the entry and exit of soldiers and horses in the temple, and the stockpiling of fodder." He said to Zhao Yuan while doing his work.

"...Since you are an official of the imperial court and a military household, why do you almost freeze to death and starve to death, and you are unable to heal when you are sick?" Zhao Yuan was surprised.

"The treasury of the imperial court is in short supply, and even the officials in Beijing can't send out the Lumi. What's more, these military households in the border areas." Xie Taichu said, "Although the Taizu proposed the method of using the army to support the army, it allocated a lot for the military households. Farming, serving as an army during wartime, and farming during leisure time... It's just... a military household has ten acres of land, and there are many wars and natural disasters. Relying on the barren frontier permafrost, how can the whole family be supported? Clan relatives, scholar-bureaucrats swallowed the land and merged it The land is not limited to the rich state capital, and the military households will gradually lose their land."

Zhao Yuan was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "It's because my vision is shallow."

Xie Taichu didn't answer him, after cleaning up the sundries in the yard, he took water to wash his hands, then squatted down in front of Zhao Yuan, as if he wanted to massage his fingers with oil again.

Zhao Yuan flinched.

Xie Taichu's hand was empty, he squeezed it in mid-air, and took it back.

"Xie Taichu, you should stay in Shuntian Mansion and help Zhao Ji cure the world's stubborn diseases. We are already strangers, so we don't need to see each other again."

Xie Taishen was silent for a moment, and then said: "I still owe His Highness a fate, and the fate is not exhausted. If you let go at this time, it is not in line with the way of practice."

Zhao Yuan was stunned, then suddenly smiled: "So it's like this? So it's for Daoist Dao."

"……Yes."

"Is it true that the real person can leave after the two don't owe each other?"

"……Correct."

"Then how can we help Daoist make up for this bad fate?" Zhao Yuan asked again with a smile.

When he smiled, he tried his best to cover it up, but the desolation in his eyes continued unabated, but at this time, Xie Taichu didn't dare to look carefully.

"Your Highness is weak, with inconvenient legs and feet, and has suffered a lot. It shouldn't be like this." Xie Taichu said, "After the beginning of spring, the weather will be mild and my body will adapt to the climate here. I can rest assured..."

"I can take care of myself—"

"Do you rely on eating a small piece of porridge after working hard every day?" Xie Taichu shook his head, "I'm afraid His Highness will collapse if the swallow doesn't come back."

"If I'm proficient at work, the workload will gradually increase, and I can get more food rations. I've done it, and I can barely make ends meet." Zhao Yuan said, "What's more, all the military households here live like this, can't I?"

Zhao Yuan is a very resilient person, and it is extremely difficult to change things he has made up his mind. He has seen it before.It's just that Zhao Yuan was finally persuaded, there was some room for maneuver, how could Xie Taichu give up.

"What if I can heal His Highness's legs so that His Highness can walk freely?" Xie Taichu asked.

Zhao Yuan was shocked.

"What did you say?"

"His Royal Highness could barely stand and walk on both legs in the capital, and it only takes a few more months to see a big improvement."

"During Tianshou Mountain, you cut off the meridians of my legs again." Zhao Yuan said, "I know it was just an expedient measure to survive, and I don't blame you. There is no need for real people to blame themselves."

"No. That's not an expedient measure." Xie Taichu said, "As I said, His Highness's body's meridians are clogged and stagnated, which makes his legs unable to stand. If you want to finally stand up and walk, you must seriously injure the meridians and let them reconnect. Growth and healing. Now is the time to heal, and then use the stellar energy to open up the meridians of the whole body for His Highness, and practice hard work to walk, stand, walk, run, jump, and ride horses, and there will be no obstacles. Your Highness can walk like flying."

"... walking like flying?"

Zhao Yuan touched his legs. They were skinny, like dead wood, and they were the most useless, superfluous and ugly part of his body.

"really?"

"This is my promise to His Highness the Crown Prince. If a gentleman makes a promise, it is hard to follow." Xie Taichu said.

"...How long will it take?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"Half a year." Xie Taichu said.

Zhao Yuan remained silent.

Xie Taichu sighed from the bottom of his heart: "His Royal Highness and I will heal the wounds. We only need to wait around the beginning of spring to complete the treatment. Your Highness will practice diligently in the future. If the recovery is good... I can leave first."

"... Lichun. It won't be long."

"Yes, after the Spring Festival, it will be the beginning of spring soon...that is, more than a month...not too long." Xie Taichu chose his words carefully, "I only come to take care of your highness during the day, and I have a place to go at night. If your highness thinks If you are in debt, just share the ration with me."

Then he looked at Zhao Yuan pondering, and after a while, he nodded slowly.

"Then... there is Lao Ningshan Daoist. Zhao Yuan will try his best to repay what he owes Daoist in the future."

Xie Taichu heaved a sigh of relief.

Xie Taichu pushed the wheelchair into the house and placed Zhao Yuan beside the stove.While bringing the dustpan to Zhao Yuan, let him continue to pick the arrow feathers, while looking at the low and narrow one-story house, he began to roll up his sleeves to tidy up the house.

After working for a few days, he finally got permission to enter Zhao Yuan's room. Looking at this room now, he cherishes it very much.

The wheelchair stumbled all the way, the workmanship was really bad, and the slope to get in and out of the house was full of loose soil, and now it was dented, making getting in and out extremely difficult.In the future, the courtyard must be re-leveled, and a large wheelchair must be carefully built to prevent Zhao Yuan from suffering.

First pick up the flame in the stove again, pick out the dead branches again, and put the dry ones in.There were holes in the paper on the windows, which were carefully pasted with rice porridge.I also threw away all the old displays that were not in the house.He heated up water next to the stove, and went out to ask for a kitchen knife and chopping board from Di Ying's house.I washed the pork in the yard, chopped it and stewed it in the pot, and then I went out to ride a horse to the mountains to chop firewood.

In an hour, he brought back two bundles of branches, kept one bundle for himself, and sent the other bundle to Di Ying's home.

When he came back, Zhao Yuan had done most of the work in his hand and caught up with the progress.

Seeing that he was concentrating, Xie Taichu didn't bother him.

The firewood was sifted in the courtyard, and some were added to the fire.He took off his Taoist uniform, put it on Zhao Yuan's shoulders, and rolled up his sleeves to clean the dust.

Until the sky gradually darkened, Zhao Yuan often let out a sigh of relief, and when he looked up, the room was tidy, clean and warm.It feels much better than the low and depressed feeling before.

Xie Taichu used mink oil to make lamp oil, which even made the house bright in the evening.

Hot water was bubbling by the stove.

On the crude table were two bowls, two pairs of chopsticks, and a large bowl of broth.

Xie Taichu is like a god-man.

The two of them have nothing, one is poor and two hundred, and they can let him live such a life.

Zhao Yuan was shocked.

Xie Taichu was taking out the stewed pork with a wooden spoon.

"Your Highness, come and eat." Xie Taichu said, "Today is simpler, only pork. I will find a way to find some vegetables tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

He brought the bowl to Zhao Yuan.

The meat is full of fragrance and the broth is delicious.

Zhao Yuan couldn't help swallowing, he shook his head as he touched the bowl of warm broth.

"I, I'm not very good at making these... I haven't eaten meat for a long time." After he said this, he was a little shy, and quickly picked up the bowl to drink the soup, and then he was a little surprised.

"...No salt?"

Xie Taichu hummed: "I can't borrow it."

"But doesn't Ningxia have a salt pond? All the salt in Ningxia comes from there, and it's also a place where Tatars often harass."

"Official salt is hard to buy, and private salt is expensive." Xie Taichu said, "Salt households can't afford salt, let alone ordinary people. Please be patient, Your Highness, and I will think of a way."

"In the past, I didn't eat this, I didn't eat that, I picked and picked... I took a long breath to cover up my tears, mourning the hardships of people's lives..." Zhao Yuan looked down at the bowl of broth for a while, then held the meat After drinking the soup in one gulp, he chewed the pork carefully and swallowed it down. Then he raised his head and said to Xie Taichu, "People's livelihood is difficult, that's how it is."

Zhao Yuan's eyes were clear.

Even though he just suffered a catastrophe in his life not long ago, he still has a compassionate attitude.

The past has changed King Le'an and reshaped him.

He had never seen Zhao Yuan like this before, and he had never tasted it carefully, but it was timeless and cleansed away.

"Why does the real person look at me like this?" Zhao Yuan was a little puzzled, "Is it my shallow knowledge?"

"Do not."

Xie Taichu stabilized his mind, cleaned up the dishes on the table, washed Zhao Yuan carefully, after he fell asleep, covered him with his Taoist clothes, then closed the door and left by himself.

The big black horse had been waiting for him for a long time, and he was already impatient.

The whole village was plunged into silence and darkness.

Xie Taichu led the horse and hurried, and waited until a half-collapsed abandoned house outside the village entered.

Only half of the eaves are covered with a layer of straw.

Snow fell from the sky to the ground.

Xie Taichu couldn't bear it any longer, and spat out a mouthful of blood.He knelt on the ground and panted for a long time. After a while, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, sat cross-legged on the straw, and tried his best to restrain the boundless aura that was raging in his body.

Breaking the ruthless way, the gang qi counterattacked.

These days, it was hard to keep steady, but he failed in the astonishment just now, and the gangster energy flew wildly, almost driving him into a madness.

Reluctantly restrained did not have an accident in front of Zhao Yuan.

Xie Taichu didn't dare to think about it anymore, he used his zhenqi to go through the big circle, concentrated on it, and after several rounds of cycles were over, the restlessness in his body gradually subsided.

He was covered in cold sweat, soaking the skirt of his clothes.

When you slowly open your eyes, the sky will be bright.

Xie Taichu looked out from the half-eave roof, the morning star was hidden in the clouds in the east, but it was dazzling.

King Ning's destiny is destiny, and everyone's destiny is destiny.

But Zhao Yuan was hastily pushed out of this trajectory of fate, where the future will go has become a variable.